Tag: danger

Chapter 1 Part 2

“Why has Terba been ridden this morning?!” he demanded, towering over Natty with his broad frame and weathered features. “For training,” she clearly and respectfully answered, tilting her head back slightly to look up at him. “No one is supposed to ride him,” he scolded, “except the Colonel!”  Then he slowly and icily asked, “Who…


We Were Few, And Evil Rejoiced. Then We Attacked.

Fawnlum did not ask any questions, spurred by the desperation in Morgenferrin’s voice, but climbed up her offered wing, clamoring up to straddle the base of the dragon’s neck. Taking a firm grip of the frills running down the length of Morgy’s spine,  she reached down to help pull Nepta up behind her, as the…


Terrible is The Enemy

Maguleth stood in the Daghaivans’ study, none too pleased, and none too forgiving, as he looked through the red-tinted water of the scrying bowl, at the treacherous councilman Armstrun’s cringing face. “Do you think I’m going to let everything I’ve built for the last 50 of your miserable human years, be torn away by some…


Why Simply Kick the Hornets Nest, When You Can Jump Right In?

Fawnlum rushed over, as Gritcomb fought to muffle Bluntwerk, the red-bearded dwarf shouting his grief. Fawnlum lifted him off the floor, and clamped her hand over his mouth. “What is it?!” she hissed. “The Kettlecot Clan!” he sputtered, freeing himself. “Who?” Gritcomb answered, before Bluntwerk could yell again.  “A family of dwarf engineers, lost long…


Awakened in the Marks

Caitlyn and Firgristle were keeping watch on the wall, when tiny white motes of light winked into view from the north. “Wait!” the syiajryn shouted, recognizing the moonlight.  Then she was over the wall, running to meet the dark-skinned elves, and lead them through the safe paths. Having heard the shout, Nepta climbed up on…


We Find Comrades in Strange Places

It was risky, given how dark the murky daylight had become, but Fawnlum kept her party outside the nests, and around a small fire for a little longer.  Even though the haunting dread did not gnaw at them inside the compartments, she still wanted them to stretch their legs. “So,” Sienna said, from the other…


They’ll Find Us More Than Ready

Sye-nitch looked away, as he threw the bag and its contents into the magma flow creeping past the forging area. He glared at the goblin workers.   Since their eyes could stand the red glow of the fire and lava, they were pressed into service here, making more weapons for the Oolar’s armies.  No one dared…


Sometimes Secrets Help Us; Sometimes They Save Our Lives

Baneck carefully tapped the rune into the cooling lump of iron, under Honee’s watchful gaze.  On the other side of the forge, Granholm lifted a similar piece of iron out of the steaming water.  He broke the metal apart, revealing the silvery dragon’s scale contained within. In the orange glow of the forge’s fire, there…


The Danger Back Home

It was cool and clear, and the night air had an especially crisp quality. Baneck looked up as his father Granholm entered the house, after having hung an iron totem carved with magic runes to prevent eavesdropping, above the door of the family home. Then he sat, joining Baneck, Amilyn, Baneck’s younger sister Lynnia, and…


Time to Get to Work

“What!” Sienna snapped.  She walked over, looking between the ground and shroom, and saw the truth in the boot prints.  “Explain this,” she demanded. “It’s something that can’t be explained,” Melbourne casually answered.  “There has to be some magic letting them through; although they’re not known for ever having such magic.” “Would not a prisoner…